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Dear Issac,

Everyone reaches a point in their life when they want to give up. They reach a point where they feel like, that's enough, what's the point of my existence? It may be for various reasons; big or small. We don't know the range of people's problems but they're infinite.

Everyone has them. Even the most heartless person, like me. Actually, especially the most heartless person. They may look fine on the outside, but on the inside they might be crumbling.

I want to give up, because of you.

I cannot emphasise enough how much I love you Isaac. I always did, you just didn't know it. I loved you for all these years, as something more, but I was scared to express. I mean, you're my best friend - if it didn't work out, who would I have had?

No one.

You were my saviour.

You were my net when I fell, catching me, preventing me from crashing down. You saved me from crash landing and hurting myself.

But now you're gone, and so is the net.

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